The Wedding and their return
After the bridal shower, all their close friends helped them pack the flat they shared so she could spend her first night in their new house.
"See, I told you this was a great idea."
"Lily, it is six in the fucking morning."
"I'm aware Sirius, but I'm not here for you, I'm here for Hermione."
"Midnight is not leaving this bed until eight, go away."
Hermione moved a bit and Sirius held her closer.
"Sirius, I am giving you two minutes before I take away all your blankets."
"If you want to see me naked you just had to ask. Though Hermione and James might need to be consulted if you want to touch"
Hermione slapped his chest. "Prat... But Lily really, you should probably wait in the hall. I'll be out a couple."
She took a minute struggling against Sirius, then he finally relented and let her go, reminding her she owed him for losing his cuddle toy so early. She slipped into jeans and one of Sirius' old band shirts and snuck into the hall before Lily could complain again.
"We're getting your dress fitted today, can you at least look a little girly?"
"Lily, no talking until tea."
She huffed. "fine, let's go"
By the time they had collected everyone and eaten it was already ten and they were rushing for their final dress fittings at quarter after. Hermione wanted a smaller wedding with just their closest friends but then Sirius couldn't narrow down his groomsmen any more than he had. He had started with a list of twenty he wanted to stand up for him. Hermione had three bridesmaids to start with, she didn't really have many cousins that she was close with and her old muggle friends were male- a fact Sirius initially took issue with until she had threatened to dump him for having his head up his arse.
So she had to search out people to walk down the aisle with the boys. She had paired up Lily and James, Marlene and Peter, Dorcas, and Remus, and then she had to have a few strangers slot in for Regulus and the Prewett Twins. She had gotten closer to Molly, the twin's sister, but Pandora was impossible to talk to, and she didn't even want to get started on her flower girl's mother. The woman could scare a dementor when upset, then she would turn around and be all smiles.
Her flower girl was adorable, even if she was a little on the clumsy end. Seven might be a little old to be a flower girl, but once the girl saw a photo of Hermione being one as a child, she wouldn't take no for an answer. Sirius was utterly confused as to why you would waste flowers to walk on, but the bright-eyed girl with bubblegum pink hair won him over.
Lily brought her out of her thoughts as they walked into the bridal section of Madame Malkins. Luckily this gave her enough time to catch the flower girl who was running at her.
"Nymphadora Tonks. That is not how a young lady acts in polite company."
"But Mum, she's with Sirius and he says anyone he keeps company with isn't polite company."
Each day that week went the same way, Hermione being dragged out of bed by her maid of honour and returned just in time for dinner, except Friday night. The boys had all been kicked out of the Black house and were instructed to stay in the Potter house across the street.
"No, this is a stupid tradition."
"Siri, it's the last one."
"Not seeing you until you walk down the aisle? Midnight you know I can't sleep without you."
"You'll be just fine Pads. Now get your arse over to James' house and don't get too drunk."
"That's what hangover potions are for."
He walked away, pouting over his shoulder every few steps. Hermione didn't notice Andy walking up to her.
"Not that I don't want you in the family, but are you sure you want to be married to that for the rest of your life?"
When Hermione turned around, she had a huge smile on her face and was holding out a champagne. "Now, I believe Lily has planned a spa night. Let's get to it."
They spent the night eating pizza, talking about their own weddings or weddings they had been to. It was close to three before Andromeda shuffled them all to bed insisting that even the young and beautiful still need beauty rest.
The wedding was a mix between Sirius and Hermione. It was a difficult balance because they truly were opposites who got together. He had to be talked out of flying into the ceremony on his bike and she had to be convinced that a wedding with under twenty guests wouldn't exactly make Sirius happy. They compromised at a guest list that almost hit two hundred witches, wizards, and a couple muggles who knew about magic. It was a nice step down from Sirius' original declaration to invite the whole of Britain.
"You ready dumpling?"
"Yeah, Dad. I'm ready."
"Then let's get you to that boy. He's a lucky man."
"You have to say that, you're my Dad."
"Doesn't mean it's a lie."
They had set up their backyard for the ceremony and the Potter's backyard for the reception, even with magic no one wanted to handle the turnover from the ceremony to reception on a day of celebration. Sirius had managed to work six sex references into his vows, luckily only their friends caught on. Hermione not so subtly reminded him of his first few failed attempts at animagus transformation because she'd love him, tail and all. By the time everyone was headed home, the happy couple was glad they had thought ahead and arranged floo travel to their honeymoon at one of the Black estates near the equator.
James and Lily had set everything up and brought their bags over during the reception. Sirius had promised James motorcycle lessons for him to set up a romantic atmosphere in the cottage, Hermione had overheard and begged Lily to make sure it leaned more towards sweet than, well, what Sirius had originally described.
"They come back today, right?"
"Yes, Lils. You've asked that ten times, what has you so distracted?"
"Nothing. I just miss them."
"Me too."
"I'm just... worried."
"Why?"
"Because it's Sirius."
"Lot of faith you have in me there Lily-flower"
"I hated that when James used it in school and I hate it even more now."
"Hi, Lils!"
"Hermione! Oh, Merlin, you're so tan!"
Sirius leaned into James "No tan lines either."
"Sirius, I don't think you want to say that about your wife."
"Say what James Potter?" Lily said, hands on her hips.
"Absolutely nothing, love."
"Uh-huh. Sirius..."
"Don't worry Lily-Pad"
"Okay, you only start stupid pet names when you're trying to act innocent."
Sirius put his hand over his heart and put on his best hurt look "I'm always innocent!"
"That's because you rarely get caught, Mr. Black"
"Hey, you were sneaking through the halls just as often as we were, Midnight. Don't think I forgot the poor little firstie who came running to McGonagall about seeing a grim when I was in detention."
Hermione smiled, remembering that unfortunate event. She was mid-prank when the first year had turned the corner, and the cloak was just out of reach. The only way to escape getting caught was to shift into her animagus form- a black dog almost the size of Sirus' dog. It was the first time anyone saw her form because, at the time, no one knew of her crush on Sirius. She didn't want anyone teasing them about the complementary forms only to have Sirius open his big mouth and insult her. For such a well-known ladies man, he really was awful at talking to Hermione and Lily.
Once the news of the grim had hit Sirius and James' ears, they knew who it was. It had led to the date in fifth year that was still a joke between all of them. Sirius had tried to be his charming self after Mrs Potter caught wind of their forms and told him what it meant. Unfortunately, he spent that night trying to clean ice cream out of his hair because he had expressed his happiness over her breasts being the right size. He meant well but had all the charm of a typical teenager.